Friday evening we rented Repo! The Genetic Opera on the PS3. Saturday we both got our hairs did, Jason at the barber shop and me at the mall. Here's me, before and after (and the Kellie Pickler cut I was aiming for):
Hooray. I guess my lipstick rubbed off. The stylist tried to convince me to get some highlights, but all I really need to do to get those is spend some time in the sun. And Jason is totally anti-fake (hair and boobs--too bad, Pickler).
After my haircut we saw a matinee showing of X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I think I liked it more than Jason did. Hugh Jackman and Liev Schreiber, yes please.
We still had the wanderlust when the movie got out, so we went to another, bigger mall so I could buy perfume and a bra at Victoria's Secret. I have been wanting a jasmine perfume since swooning over a tree of it at the Japanese Garden, and I finally found one.
We were then morally obligated to go to Olive Garden for dinner, since it was right across the street. That's where things started to get interesting. I ordered their Italian margarita, which comes with a shot of amaretto liqueur for some reason. Fine by me, I like amaretto. I then proceeded to have the following text conversation* with my sister over the course of dinner, dessert, another margarita+shot, and the ride home:
Her, 6:42 PM: I am drunk
Her, 6:43 PM: Haha
Me, 7:21 PM: I bought vs bra and perfume now we go to olive garden
Her, 7:29 PM: I like food
Her, 7:48 PM: Mango vodka
Me, 7:50 PM: Are you guys at home? (not drinking yet, concerned for her wellbeing)
Me, 7:56 PM: J just said "as long as you don't smell like poop im good"
Her, 8:18 PM: Yes we are home we bought a deep fryer and an ice cream maker we are in love
Her, 8:29 PM: I have hiccups
Me, 8:30 PM: I have margarita
Her, 8:32 PM: We had mango
Her, 8:40 PM: We had mango-ritas last night. Mango sorbet with tequila and mango vodka and lime juice. Tonight we had orange juice and champagne and mango vodka. Called the mango-mosa cocktail. We like to get drunk. I get silly. And easy. Haha.
Her, 8:51 PM: I just did cornholio tp for my bunghole for my mr. Haha. He still loves me!
Me, 9:53 PM: I am
Me, 9:54 PM: Also inebriated
Her, 9:56 PM: Watching x files movie jason is drunk too. We love you! (her fiancé is also named Jason)
Me, 9:58 PM: I am in the car also i just burped
Her, 10 PM: We think you are funny. Also we love your beebeards. (my cats)
Me, 10:05 PM: I dropped a nut down my bra at dinner and i just got it out and jason ate it
Her, 10:08 PM: We are both freaks. It okay.
And this is why the two of us need colossal text messaging plans.
I miss my sissy.
* recreated here with permission